RUN THIS UP
TUNNEL VISION, Fisher Thompson & Tom Laim
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And you talking all that shit, look where I got to Took off a couple pounds off, I stack em up too Might take a flight down south stop in Cancun Fight Ted Cruz, that's called an international hit, fool I don't f*ck with a wife beater Got scars but I'd rather let the world see 'em Loose skin 'cause I'm stretching past all the lines Made it in record time, sippin' on drinks with limes Always gon' skip the lines Run it, run it, run it up F*ck it, f*ck it, f*ck it up I'mma hit this beat, I'mma f*ck it up I'mma make it sweet, I'mma run this up Run it, run it, run it up F*ck it, f*ck it, f*ck it up I'mma hit this beat, I'mma f*ck it up I'mma make it sweet, I'mma run this up (Run this up, run this up) (Run this up, I'mma make it sweet, I'mma run this up) Switch my flow, I'm a fucking melting glacier Watch my mouth, my deltas flood, that's erasure Pocket that change, learn your Greek, sip a chaser There's no tonic when you're toxic (Fam) Try this on for size, it just might fit With your creepy ass smile, you misogynist Tell my girl to grin and you finna catch this There's a line and you crossed it (Damn) Ramble on through this rubicon, playin' Ubisoft Genghis Khan your Assassin's Creed Just Dance in your track pants with your Trump rants Revolution comes, what color will you bleed? Deuteronomy deuteranomaly It's my philosophy color's all in your brain Trigonometry your wack-ass economy Only thing we have to lose is our chains Better hope that I lost my eyes, 'cause I never lose sight Especially when you straddle the line I seesaw all your games, I've watched through every frame Shoulda known your type ain't the kind to be changed You a bitch boy, sides change like a switch boy Rearrange all the lights so you that you can show a fit boy But you ain't fit boy, go and flip the switch and get a real look, f*ck you I'm unshakable, unbendable, unbreakable, so test me Can you stop a fucking glacier 'cause you're telling me you ready But the heat keeps getting stronger, motherfucker's like the water It gon' harm you when your city livin' six feet fucking under I got confidence and style like you wish you did All the stress just killed my hair but I'm still killin' shit Took a little more sweat, but it's payin' dividends Hope your head got room for a king-sized bed, better run Run it, run it, run it up (Run, run) F*ck it, f*ck it, f*ck it up (Run it, run it) I'mma hit this beat, I'mma f*ck it up I'mma make it sweet, I'mma run this up (You can't handle that) Run it, run it, run it up (Run, run) F*ck it, f*ck it, f*ck it up (Run it, run it) I'mma hit this beat, I'mma f*ck it up I'mma make it sweet, I'mma run this up (Run this up, run this up) (Run this up, I'mma make it sweet, I'mma run this up) (Run this up, run this up) (Run this up, I'mma make it sweet, I'mma run this up)
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Written by: Fisher Thompson, Thomas Cusson
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